I stood last night in a line that, with time, only grew longer. We were there all for the same purpose. We all came to offer something, anything, to the grieving family.
To express hearts of sorrow.
To convey words of encouragement. Of affirmation.
To voice messages of hope.
To share a story.
To offer an embrace.
To laugh a moment.
To shed a tear.
To speak a word of life and healing ... for broken hearts, for painful images.
Whichever and whatever was the most appropriate and natural for each individual, we all came.
We came with our own hurts, our own stories, our own griefs, our own painful lives and experiences. But we all came, bringing nothing but ourselves. Our own lives. Our presence. And for a short time, we were all united in a common cause. To join in the mourning. But also to celebrate in the life.
We all came. And for a moment, midst all the multiple differences, we were the Body.
It's my prayer that the grieving family walked away last night as full of God's presence as I did ... all because we came.
Just an ordinary moment...
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